Can any of you guys spare a couch and a pillow? I don’t take up much room. I don’t eat much. I clean up after myself – – you’ll hardly know I’m there at all!
I’m considering locking up my house — barracading the doors and quarrantining it to save the general public from the plague that has crept into my house.
Chris: It appears he has a touch of food poisoning… probably from the chicken sandwich from McDonald’s the other day.
Ben: Taking new antibiotics for his acne. He is acting like he’s having major surgery or something. Two pills a day. That’s all.
Melissa: Double ear infection. Strep throat. Fever 102. Poor kid — she’s pathetic, really.
All of the people in my house are incredible babies when it comes to any type of illness at all from allergies to full blown flu/cold season. All of ’em! They all act like they are dying — and the amount of whining that takes place — you’d swear this was a preschool!
They were all trying to come up with conspiracy theories as to why I’m the only healthy one.
Yes, that’s right. I planted the plague in the water supply here so I could spend a week listening to their wails and whines, right?
Could be that I’ve spend a lifetime working in health care and I’ve been exposed to everything.